After finishing a day's work, Zhong Xin wearily set foot on the way home. He adjusted his glasses and slowly lifted his heavy feet, struggling to walk on the sidewalk where pedestrians passed by at night.@@novelbin@@

Congested traffic and noisy crowds stood in front of him, and even the sea of people on the way home made him feel a little tired. He felt that his energy was as low as the battery level of his phone at this moment, and every step he took was squeezing the remaining energy in his thin body.

It was another day of leaving early and returning late. His breakfast today was a rice ball bought on the way to work, and dinner was also casual. And judging from the progress of the project, he might have to work overtime this weekend.

In fact, the project should have been completed on schedule, but the demands of the client, which seemed to change like the weather in summer, made the work endless. The so-called benefits promised by the boss were like a mirage. This year, it was just like sprinkling some chopped green onions on the pancake that was drawn last year but has not been realized yet.

But what else could he do? He had no choice and no courage to give up.

Zhong Xin had long passed that age. He had a family to take care of, and a five-and-a-half-year-old daughter. Men like him had no right to give up easily.

He stood on the sidewalk with the crowd, waiting for the traffic light to turn from red to green. After a day's work, even the countdown of these forty seconds became precious. Only at such times could he allow himself to take a moment of rest.

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